The promise of
a dream job lures Murphy to Tampa, but he arrives to the rude awakening that
the offer is on hold. Now he’s got two choices: slink back to Michigan with his
tail between his legs or stay and look for work. Things perk up when he goes
into a coffee shop and learns the owner is looking for someone to renovate the
apartment above it. He happily takes the job, only later realizing he’s met Joe
Sterling, Kaffeinate’s proprietor, before… when they hooked up at a club
Murphy’s first night in Tampa.
Murphy and Joe
are both proud, passionate, and outspoken. Neither is looking for a
relationship, though they can’t deny they go together as well as coffee and
doughnuts, in spite of their tempers. But that’s before Joe learns Murphy will
be working for the corporation he believes is harming local businesses and the
environment—and if Murphy will be supporting it, Joe wants nothing to do with
him, dooming any possibility of an unexpected happy ending.
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Cat gives this one 5 Meows with a 5 Purr heat index...
| I looove this cover. I also love the book. I will say it has a little more sex than I usually like in my books but if you are an S.J.D. fan you already expect this. If you haven't read any S.J.D. books and explicit sex isn't your fan, this story is still worth reading. I loved both characters. That is another thing i love about S.J.D. Peterson books is the strong characters. I liked how Joe and Murphy both seem so real and they are normal men with feelings. They know what they enjoy. I love how Murphy even if he is smaller takes control, how they deal with their hang-ups and how they cry. I like when man is made real not a macho person that doesn't exist in real life. I also loved Kali, Joe's employee. The story line is interesting too. Of course their is lots of hot man-sex. If you like coffee shops, construction, a little twist, and some very hot man-sex you will love this one! |
Excerpt...
“Alone at last,” Joe commented with a sultry tone.
“Thanks for the save. I’m Murphy, and you are?” He held out his hand.
Joe shook the offered hand. “Nice to meet you, Murphy. I’m Joe.” He nodded toward the empty stool next to Murphy. “Mind if I join you?”
Murphy raked his eyes up and down Joe’s body. The way he licked his lips when his gaze landed on Joe’s crotch made it glaringly obvious he felt the connection, too, and he liked what he saw.
“Be my guest.”
Joe pulled out the stool and straddled it, making a point to have the bulge in his shorts proudly on display. “You’re not from around here. I’d have remembered you,” he drawled.
“Michigan.”
“A Yank, huh? I hear you Michiganders can be a bit on the frigid side.”
“You heard wrong. The temperature may get below zero, but that just means you have to engage in physical activities that provide warmth.” Murphy’s voice was seductive and telling. “You ever been to the D?”
“Nope, but I’m hoping to get a little D tonight,” Joe said. No point in beating around the bush. He was horny.
Rory set their drinks down. He smiled at Joe, then glared at Murphy before moving down to tend to another customer.
Joe picked up his drink and took a small sip. “It seems you have made an enemy of our little Rory.”
Murphy shrugged. “I didn’t mean to offend him, but I wasn’t interested. He’s not my type.”
“And just what is your type?”
Murphy brought his beer to his lips. “You,” he replied, sounding confident as hell, then took a big gulp of beer.
“I was hoping you’d say that.” Joe palmed his dick.
“Anything in particular you’re looking for?”
Joe squeezed his cock, pushing up into his hand slightly. “I’d have thought that was pretty obvious.”
Murphy took another long pull from his draft, then ran the tip of his finger along the foam on his upper lip. Joe groaned when Murphy sucked that finger into his mouth and pulled it out deliberately.
“Yeah, it’s obvious, all right. I was just figuring we should discuss particulars. No sense wasting each other’s time.”
“Good point. Let’s hear them.”
“I work hard and play even harder. I prefer to top, but I’m not opposed to bottoming once in a while. I don’t do bareback, never have, never will. I also don’t do the awkward morning-after shit, and I don’t cuddle.”
Joe kept his features neutral, acting like he was considering Murphy’s offer, when really what he wanted to do was jump up and down and scream hallelujah.
Unable to hold his excitement back a second longer, he downed his drink and slammed the glass on the bar. “Well, Murphy from Michigan, tonight is your lucky night. Finish your drink.”
Murphy arched a brow. “And what, pray tell, makes me so lucky?”
Joe moved closer until his lips were against Murphy’s ear, getting a whiff of spicy cologne and clean sweat. “Because I’m going to let you ride my ass as hard and fast as you want, and I live a short two-minute walk from here.” He licked the shell of Murphy’s ear, grinning at the shudder it produced. “Now drink up.”
Murphy went to his feet. “Forget the drink, let’s go.”
Joe was out of his seat and pulling Murphy through the growing crowd without another word, feeling the big shit-eating grin spread across his face. He had the sneaking suspicion it wasn’t only Murphy’s lucky night.
Meet Jo Peterson
SJD Peterson,
better known as Jo, hails from Michigan. Not the best place to live for someone
who hates the cold and snow. When not reading or writing, Jo can be found close
to the heater checking out NHL stats and watching the Red Wings kick a little
butt. Can't cook, misses the clothes hamper nine out of ten tries, but is handy
with power tools.
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